The *NEW* Enterprise Five-Word Thingy!

room. The intercom blurted, "Stand

 

by and grab something, because

 

it's going to get bumpy.

 

" Trip adjusted the warp core's

 

alignment and prayed that nothing

 

exploded as he changed the

 

intermix ratio one last time.

 

"The core's primed, Captain, so

 

let'r rip"

"Now, Mayweather," Archer

 

The ship jumped forward spilling

 

...

 

warp plasma into space as

 

as the engines overheated. 'Fire

 

the second we stop and

 

then go to warp at

 

my command. T'Pol start scanning

 

their weapons systems as soon

 

the Malcolm launched their first

 

spatial torpedo volley. They would

 

need to watch their timing

("the Malcolm"?? What was I thinking?)